This. Homie watched Exit Through the Gift Shop bought some sharpies and dresses like a homo Panama Jack to go 'tagging'.

Oh damn, you saw right through my disguise! My brain is still reeling from the sharpness of your wit! How could I have ever hoped to be a real tagger with my sharpies!? The limits of the human imagination cannot even begin to encompass my foolishness!!

Kind sirs, I must apologize for my behavior. It seems that this whole time, I have been woefully unprepared for the task of 'tagging shit.' I would be eternally indebted to the two of you if you could enlighten me, or even attempt to convey how one properly 'writes on shit' I must warn you that I have a very feeble mind, (although I'm sure I demonstrated this earlier) so try to pull some punches.

And for the sake of the people posting below me would someone please say: Camo Taint